Today is one of those days
So quiet….so soft
So wet…..so dreamlike
My head is submerged under an ocean of thick cream
How can soft cotton feel so heavy
Drowsy….
Moving in slow motion
My body being pulled into the earth
Each step measured
Damp moisture weighting me down….slowing my awareness
The colors of the trees…. burnished fire
Flickering Flames of orange, red, yellow, gold
And smoke…
the leaves fall like ash crumpling…disintegrating
ever so gently…silently…steadily transforming as
Miniature drops of water….attach
putting out the flame